From Mr W. Mitty (Letter received)

Dear Mr O'Mullet,
I know well enough the world in which you have moved professionally. I know the pleasure of working out of ideas and also the fatigues of compromise. I have seen your agility when pitching sophisticated thoughts to journeyman thinkers and I know of those temptations that fall like crimson autumn leaves before a diva whose arts are always a distance beyond the audience. I have seen the skill, the charm, the wit to draw these things together in a way few (if any) of those watching could have believed their interest might be captured and held.

The seriously wonderful thing about real prophets is always the memorials they leave that challenge those still coming. Their influence passes across many seasons because real wisdom is never improved. And yet real wisdom is a contrary thing. Its impact is often inversely acceptable to the tenacity of the prophet who channels it. Like truth, wisdom is cheap but I never saw it 'on special'. Its free for those who truly receive it, yet thousands squander indecent sums trying to possess it. A small number throw even greater sums at it, trying to grow it in others, from whom they then (presumably) imagine they will improve their advantage. It really is a mad, mad world.

And through all the madness a prophet drifts, serenely conscious that all that is good and all that isn't hangs on the vine that brings impulses to our minds; and all any of us need do is to choose. In choice lies the freedom to be truly human, truly humanitarian. Each day I try to remember to reload my consciousness with my freedom to make the only choice. This is a marvelous conundrum don't you think?

Good luck in your future pursuits,
W. Mitty